8 dollars for a six pack,
Big Red soda machine an L.A. street and your back,
Someone that never eats fastfood,
A soul mate that eats grease because of a depressed mood,
Sunrises at the Taco Cabana,
Truly a mexican woman my little mama,
Two corn tortillas put to the most beautiful lavios,
One filled with beans the other chorizo con huevos,
If midday a barbacoa and shopping for stilletoes,
chanclas even high heeled exposing you toes,
Next to the right man you can wear comfortable shoes,
tennis to so called flip flops anthing will do,
I would cherish a time spent at the La Margarita with you,
Half shells, tapatillo, and um lemon juice,
Attitude a little salty but a sin if repented he could excuse,
An Aphrodisiac influencing a verde moon,
How many muscles does it take to consume a womb,
A game I would play any night for you,
A pearl stone to see a smile so beautiful,
Forgiveness I will always ask of for you,
Reguardless if we ever meet even after all the clues,
My Lifes Delight happens to be the Love of God and just one thought of you.

by your AOW